“When I was flying back from Lubbock, I saw Jesus on a plane,
or maybe it was Elvis, y’know they kind of look the same.”
Don Henley – “If dirt were dollars.”
We all know that Elvis Presley has been dead for thirty years – don’t we?
When dead-beat author Kevin Redman thinks he sees Elvis on a plane, this becomes more than just
an academic question – it becomes a quest that tears his life apart.
Kevin is drifting through his thirties, on the verge of the ultimate mid-life crisis – bad
marriage, bad job, thwarted ambitions – when he spots Elvis.
Neglecting job, wife and family, Kevin begins a desperate search for The King in the arid
suburbs of Phoenix, Arizona.
His wife thinks he’s having an affair, his brother-in-law is plotting to get him fired, and his
best friend thinks he’s lost it, but Kevin is obsessed.
The path to The King isn’t easy – Kevin is mistaken for a peeping tom, captured by an S & M
gang, and stalked by a deranged local hunter, but he finally finds Elvis, living in a gleaming
Silver Stream trailer at Cactus Jack’s Motel Park.
Face to face at last with Elvis, Kevin must face up to his past in order to allow his future to